And in the sunshine of the road, against the army, rushed in the old warlock...... No, he is not old at all, he is a charming middle-aged warlock at this time, dressed in a Taoist robe, green clouds and silk shoes, not shocked by the dust, and his identity quickly passed the verification of the guards. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The woman with the key entered the hall, she bent her knees, had no doubt about Ji Lun's identity, frowned and glanced at the warlock who came from behind, and waved her hand to let the maid retreat.

The warlock entered the main hall, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he bowed to Ji Lun with a "poof": "Your Majesty!"

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Ji Lun remembered that he had just woken up and met the little boy, and this warlock seemed to be the key person, but he had memory impairment, so he simply said "um".

Only then did the warlock get up, respectfully straighten his clothes, and spoke: "Ji Hou has been defeated. ”

The key-holding woman's body shook, and her face turned pale: "You said that my brother ......"

The light yarn swayed lightly in the air, Ji Lun walked down, and his side was filled with light, and both of them bowed their heads respectfully, as if they regarded Ji Lun as a certain existence, and only heard the heavy voice of the warlock in the main hall: "I am guilty, I made this sect support Ji Hou, and even urged the king to marry his sister, so that his qi is connected." ”

"Ji Hou got the help of the king, and the sailors first defeated the Luhou sailors in Poyang Lake, and then took advantage of the situation to shell the fleet along the river, and rolled twelve cities to the shallows, and the prime minister tried to delay and not listen. ”

"Ji Hou is victorious, and without waiting for the rear army to arrive, he immediately crossed the river to suppress the Lu camp...... The decisive battle encountered strong winds, heavy rain from the sky, firearms were not burned, heavy artillery was dumb, and the success fell short, but it was heavily surrounded. ”

"Riding the formation to protect the lord, when Ji Hou was charged to break through, Ji Hou was hit by an enemy arrow, and the whole army collapsed as a result...... Most of the generals surrendered, and the rest of the troops were protected by the young lord to retreat, although there were still tens of thousands of troops, more than a dozen counties, but the general trend has gone, there is no chance to rise again, Lu Hou this battle, has taken one-third of the world, has become a dragon, will become a real dragon, take the world. ”

"......" Guillen was silent.

The warlock continued: "Ji Hou was defeated, many of our disciples died in battle, and the essence of the sect did not exist, this is still a trivial matter, I am willing to take all the responsibility, I am afraid that Lu Hou will attack you - in the name of the Son of Heaven." ”

"Providence is unpredictable. Ji Lun said, his voice like a jade bead striking each other.

The warlock kowtowed: "Yes, providence, we are mortals, and at that time this gate must make a choice, choose one or the other...... I have made a wrong choice, and I ask you to surrender my guilt. ”

"Warlock, although the will of heaven is unpredictable, God does not die. Ji Lun said calmly.

The words fell, and the fog was thick again.

The whole scene faded, and it was changed for several years in an instant, only to see that the glorious palace had become ruins everywhere, and the army with red and yellow brilliance on the ground was attacking, as if it was a heavenly soldier, there were scorched black marks everywhere, the barriers had been broken, the arrow rain covered the sky, and the defenders' defense line was becoming more and more fragmented, and a warrior entered the palace and knelt down: "The matter is urgent, please decide." ”

The door on the right slammed open, and a large number of ironclad soldiers rushed in, and from an angle, it looked very similar to the jailer encountered in the back.

The maids in the outer hall fled in panic and fell in a pool of blood one by one, and the concubines in the inner hall did not say a word, and retreated into the main hall under the protection of the divine light, among which there was a woman holding a copper key.

Ji Lun raised his hand a little, and silent ripples swept out, and all the jailers who rushed in were immediately stunned, burning into ashes like torches, completely unable to withstand this power.

But then more jailers rushed in, and the sea was the same, this is the authority of the Son of Heaven who enjoys the world and sits on the four directions, and there is no need for any superfluity, as long as the number is flat, it can be drowned......

Using high-quality divine power to go to this kind of low-level confrontation, etc., is to lower the level of the jailer, and defeat them with rich experience, this is what they are most happy to see.

The divine light of the palace began to retract, and it rumbled deep into the ground, sealing all entrances and exits, and burying all the jailers.

And at this moment, a light condensed in the sky above, and a voice rang out.

"Fengtian carrier!"

"The emperor said: Fu Yi Shengyun Fu Zhenjun, artificially contemplative, said to cultivate in Yunwu Mountain, success soared, the previous dynasty showed the spirit of Yin You, so it was sealed, this god deed, this is not very positive, most of them are attached, its arrogant name Yige is being dismissed, its shrine is demolished, and it is edicted!"

As soon as the words were like thunder, a huge thunder fire fell from the sky, and one of the cyan flame edicts was covered with familiar words and the treasure of the edict...... The flame edict smashed through the roof of the palace, and the body collapsed in great pain, but strangely still indifferent, as if he didn't care about his life or death.

Then, when he looked up, he saw a huge iron monument, the punishment flame was burning, and a pure gold treasure seal was floating in the flames, and then Ji Lun's consciousness sank again.

"Smack!"

Ji Lun's consciousness regained consciousness in the severe pain, but he realized that he was not right at this time, the flames were burning around him, and "himself" had no expression, looking at the other side.

On the opposite side is a court dress wearing court boots.

"Zhenjun, aren't you afraid of the heavens now?"

It was the voice on the other side, deep and unmistakable.

"At this time, Lu Hou can indeed be called the mandate of heaven, but how many years?"

"I was canonized by Emperor Xu Shizong, and I still remember it vividly, but it has withered in a blink of an eye, and only the palace maids, eunuchs, concubines, and courtiers of the Ling Palace remain decent. ”

The words are still there, but Ji Lun feels that it is getting farther and farther away, so far away that Ji Lun feels a little unreal, the perspective is out of the moment, and he faintly hears that he is talking, and it seems that someone is in the raging flames: "Chao Wen Dao, it is okay to die at night...... The gods fight against the empire, only time ......"

"Boom!"

The fog swept majestically, and after three hundred years, the time fell hard, and his body sank, Ji Lun opened his eyes and found that he was repeating the sentence "Come back, you are me" in his mouth, realizing that his body was out of control in an instant, and all his actions and words may just be made against the air, and he flooded his heart like a tide of fear: "No, I am just a shadow?"

The old warlock has disappeared, the flames of his body are still burning, yesterday's flames and this morning's sunlight blend to form a mist, like a rainbow after the rain, or a mirage in the desert, faintly see the jailer is struggling to reopen the dungeon, a woman with a key rushed out of the core dormitory, her body is rapidly depleting power, fell under the iron bucket of the guard guard weapon in Yongdao, sealed it, and threw out a bronze key at the end......

A team of people and horses dressed in white gauze mourning clothes appeared outside the ruins of the Taoist temple in the night, dismounted and kowtowed, caught the key that fell steeply in the mist, and talked around the young men and women in the middle, and finally took off their mourning clothes, changed into the most ordinary folk clothes, and scattered to some nearby towns.

In the blink of an eye, the flame was extinguished, and the information that spanned three hundred years disappeared.

"Who am I?" Ji Lun was confused, the memory impairment that was once clear at a glance was also the same as the disability of the legs, there was a fog, and it seemed that behind all this was not a coincidence and misfortune, but a man-made design!

At this time, the front wall had been opened, and under the dome of the huge cavern behind it, there was not the glorious dormitory of the just illusory realm, but the rubble ruins, broken idols, and collapsed altars.

Ji Lun continued to move forward, arrived at the gate of the ruins, stunned for a while, only to push the door open, the moment he pushed the door open, Ji Lun was startled, only to see that in front of him, leading to the square of the core palace, stood two columns of ironclad jailers, standing still like the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shi Huang, all holding knives.

At this time, I was alarmed, and my eyes lit up.

"Long live the Empire!" they peeled off the stone dust on their bodies, and they took on a new look, and at the beginning of the Empire, the edict of the Son of Heaven was the last deterrent to the target of punishment.

Guillen raised his knife to this.

"Kill!" they charged.

"Kill!" If the empire is at its peak, it will be invincible, but now, Ji Lun waved the knife without hesitation.

"Poof—"

The long knife pierced a jailer, but it didn't die for a while, and it wanted to hug Ji Lun and roar: "We're awakened because of you! I smell your flesh and blood......

"Want to eat?" Ji Lunshun turned around, smashed its entire body into the crowd, and slashed through a jailer, spurting black blood - to go forward and kill, the target was the altar behind the military formation!

"Horror!"

Ji Lun raised his hand, and the several jailers who pounced on him suddenly stiffened.

"Kill!" Ji Lun was faced with a knife spinning half-moonlight, this light was one meter long, and several jailers were immediately cut into two pieces with weapons!

This killing is flowing smoothly and in one go.

In the next moment, he knelt on one knee, turned his weapon into a crossbow, several white lights erupted, and several jailers who rushed up were hit by arrows, and black blood splattered.

At this time, something unexpected happened, when these jailers died, the iron mask decomposed, and a gray-white soul emerged, with the word Ji carved on his forehead, all of them were excited, and his eyes looked straight at Ji Lun: "Young master...... You've finally come to free us. ”

"You are...... The former Ji Jiajun!"

Young master?

An indescribable feeling surged in Ji Lun's heart, his surname is Ji, could it be that there is a deeper secret here?

And what kind of power makes the young master who was once a soldier spearhead them?

Only the power of the Son of Heaven.

"Go, go to town, or you may have rest. "Ji Lun did not retreat but advanced, and killed the jailer, and one jailer bore the brunt of it and cut it into two pieces!

At the same time, another jailer jumped up, drew his knife and stabbed him, while the two jailers, one left and one right, took cover.

At this moment, a dazzling light flashed, and the three of them all screamed, unable to see, at this time, a round and a half moon were slashed flatly, black blood splattered, and the corpse rolled to the ground with blood!

The gray-white souls that came out of the corpse were not the Ji family army, they had their own names, they were the army of the princes back then, and they cursed: "Anti-thief ......"

"If you rebel against the Empire, you won't die well!"

"The Son of Heaven punishes your nine clans—"

"Kill your sacrifice—"

Guillon didn't react to any of this.

Human instinct will huddle together to seek recognition, unable to face this thousand people's fingers, the remnants of the empire will at least have fear, but for some reason, Ji Lun has no fear...... He is not in awe of this Great Lu Dynasty.

Instead, a kind of anger arises: "Blasphemer, stealer!"

"All to death!"

In Ji Lun's eyes, these jailers all have the power to steal from the true monarch.